Pussy Frisked by TSA!

Going on a trip can be very stressful! I had my bags checked in at the airport and started my way towards the TSA checkpoint. Nowadays they make you practically get naked to walk through the scanning machine. I was standing there in my tight shorts that showed the outline of my pussy and a tank waiting for my turn. I was waved through but the scanner sounded. The escorted me into a side room and shut the door.

I couldn’t think of anything that I had on myself that would make the sensors go off. I was literally standing in nothing more than my tank and shorts. No shoes..nothing! I heard the door open and looked over to see a man standing there. He was tall, and well built, but not so super good looking. I was confused…I thought other women checked woman passengers? This just didn’t feel right.

He told me to stand, turn away from him and spread my legs. I did as I was told. He started to run his hands down my body doing what I thought was the typically frisk search. Then he got to my moist crotch! (I’d made sure to pleasure myself before leaving home that morning) His hand stopped there, cupping my pussy. I was startled and pulled away quickly. I felt the palm of his hand grab the back of my neck and shove me onto the table in front of me. My head hit with a loud thud.

He shoved his hand back between my legs, spreading them wider this time. I felt his erection becoming very hard against my backside.

“Stay quiet and don’t you move you fucking bitch! You will do as I say until I’m satisfied or I’ll have you arrested!”

I was trying to get air into my lungs, but it was becoming harder and harder. My shorts were pushed down to my ankles as I heard him fumbling with his pants. He picked me up so that my lower ass was resting on his crotch. I knew what he was going to do. He spread my already wet pussy lips and thrusted his cock so quickly inside of me, I gasped from sheer shock. He moved his hips slowly at first, pushing in and out so that I was stretched properly. Then he picked up his pace.

He fucked my pussy until I was crying. It didn’t hurt but I was also trying not to enjoy it much at all! I felt him trust harder until he slowed all together. I could feel his cock pulsing his load into me. I didn’t move so that he would start to think that I was enjoying myself. He pulled his weight off of me and then pulled out of me. I felt him cum drip down my leg. He bent over and whispered into my ear, “Now that is how a good bitch acts. Tell anyone what happened and I’ll make sure your life is a living hell. Hurry up, or you’ll miss your flight.”

I quickly got my shorts back on, grabbed my carry on bags and left the room. I could hear him, and other guys laughing as I walked away.

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